Nothing in this damned existence doesn't let me down

Accustomed to this life of strife in gotham town

Yet I'm a crying clown without need for tissues

I deserve all my pain and that's the fucking issue

Still can't have my dear Mumma in heaven hurten

And will never be able to hide behind a curtain

Yet it all gets worse, no matter what I say today

Consistency is a play I'll never know anyway

People come, people go... always been so

Never appreciated any version of slow-mo

Born into the wild circus where lions roar

After all it's the show that we all came for

"Stay in your tracks/ play the cards dealt"

Never, ever anything I have ever really felt

Certainly felt disdain, darkness of the game

Unfairly judging all others to be super lame

Disgraced at the maslows lower-archy of needs

Lets bleed, not feed, on souls of those who read

Keeping at pace with this corporate rat race

Not without the loss of face, still gaining place

Death is the ultimate safety net, appreciate it

Whoever said I was prepared for all of this shit